remembering place – Grade Three
Grade Three, for me, is 52 years ago. Therefore, I am not surprised how little I remember of that year. I can only name two other students in the Grade Three class photo!
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I do remember my teacher, Miss Heather Johnson, a kind gentle teacher, always smiling. I also remember her because as a high school student she was taught by my father who was also a teacher.
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Miss Johnson’s Grade Three class, Crescent Heights Elementary School (I am in the back row, seventh from the left)
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My only real memory of Grade Three is of my Dad. I remember him joking with me as he studied my Report Card. I always had good reports, and this time I had a whole row of ‘H’s (H was the best grade possible). I can hear him booming in his deep voice ‘I thought ‘H’ stood for Horrible!’
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Crescent Heights High School – once Crescent Heights Elementary School (the school is barely recognisable, there have been so many additions; when I went there, the school was a long low brick building)
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Copyright 2014 Jane Tims
You will never change Jane (I hope). I can pick you out no matter your age,,,your classes were very big.! I thought mine were big but not compared to yours. Aren’t memories wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
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patsi
August 7, 2014 at 1:01 pm
Hi Patsi. I was also surprised at the class size. It is a little alarming how little I remember, although after thinking a bit, I have a few memories of after school activities, playing with friends, taking piano lessons and so on. I was much cuter back then… permed hair and all… Jane
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jane tims
August 7, 2014 at 9:59 pm
I remember Mrs. Starkey, my 3rd grade teacher, who read us a Laura Ingalls Wilder book at reading time, and I remember my best friend from that class…otherwise, it’s really fuzzy. Ahh, youth!
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Watching Seasons
August 6, 2014 at 1:10 pm
Hi. I’ve always loved being read to and many teachers did. The best was Mr. LeBlanc in Grade Nine who read us Catcher in the Rye. Jane
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jane tims
August 7, 2014 at 9:50 pm